I've been kind of kicked back late. Maybe the calm before the storm. Real life comes into play on occasion, surgeries happen, healing takes time. But every time I stop and reflect back on my work I'm reminded of the blessings in my own life.
Not every moment needs to be a heated, passionate against the wall statement. Sometimes the tenderest of moments come in the understated ones - the ones we are less likely to remember. Where you haven't held your love's hand in a week, the gentle caress and touch of sweetness. Don't get me wrong I love full throttle hot fucking. But sometimes the simplest gets my heart like no other.
Much like this snow is getting us today. I don't mind Valentines so much but the preconceived notions of romance swirling around it are sometimes ill-fated and I'm a realist. Sometimes after the wedding, the reception, the honeymoon night is just not there. And that's ok.
Just like this snow. It's ok too.
I'm embracing it for what it is.
And sometimes that's all you can do.